Taking Shots (Assassins, #1)(140)

“I’m hurting. I’ve got only two questions for you doc,” the doctor nodded as Shea moved awkwardly in the bed, trying not to move where he would hurt more. “How long will I be out?”

“You have a grade two acromioclavicular joint injury, no surgery is needed but with PT and rest, you should be on the ice in six weeks time.”

Shea nodded his head, it didn’t sound as bad as it felt. Six weeks, though, that sucked. “Okay, is there anyone waiting for me?”

“I would say so, since I just got cussed out by some woman because I wasn’t giving her the information she needed.”

“My sister is a little hard to deal with,” Shea said with a shake of his head.

“Oh, no, your sister was very nice, it’s your girlfriend that tore into me.”

“Elli?”

“Yes,” the doctor laughed, “Eleanor Fisher, and she can have my license if she wanted.”

A slow smile came around Shea’s face, damn woman and her temper. “I want to see her.”





Elli was freaking the hell out.

After basically being carried out of the arena by one of her uncle’s guys, screaming, she was brought to the hospital where she had been pacing for the last hour. She was so scared, so freaked out. Shea had woken up when they started moving him off the ice, but Elli was already being moved out of her seat, while everyone stared and talked. Elli knew this was gonna happen, ever since Jakob had gotten hurt, she had this feeling in her gut that something like this would happen to him. She didn’t know how to handle the feelings she was feeling, except to cry and freak out.

Grace had came a little after her, and she was calm as a cucumber as Elli freak out. Elli guessed it was cause Elli was freaking out enough for the both of them, but it did bother her that Grace was fine while God knows what is happening to Shea. When the doctor came out, with no information at all, Elli cussed him up one side and down the other before she threatened him.

Not like she really could get his license taken away, but damn it, she needed to know if Shea was gonna be okay! All he would say is, ‘We are assessing the situation.’

How long did it take to assess? And why the hell was he out talking to them when he should be assessing!

Elli flung herself down beside Grace. Grace was still grinning from Elli’s freak out earlier and it bugged Elli to pieces. Shouldn’t she be in tears? Shea could be dying for all they knew!

“Grace, I have to say, I’m a little upset with you.” Elli said, on the verge of tears.

“Why?” Grace said looking over at her. James sat on the other side of her; he showed up after the freak out from dropping the kids off.

“Shea is back there, and we don’t know what’s wrong, he could be dying or is dead or has no arm, we don’t know!”

“Elli, I’ve done this many times. If I do what you are doing, I would be a basket case by now. So do me a favor, shut up.”

Okay then.

Elli blinked a few times and then looked towards the doors that would bring someone to tell her something about Shea. They sat for another hour and the waiting was killing her. Harper had texted to see if they knew anything since her and Jakob were worried, and they couldn’t come to the hospital because they were on their way to New York to see Jakob’s parents for Christmas.

“Elli,” Elli looked over at James, he was leaning on his knees, looking over at her as Grace was texting her mom, “What are your plans for Christmas?”

Elli knew what he was doing; he was trying to take her mind off everything. He was such a great guy, “Going over to my parent’s house for the whole shin dig.”

“That’s nice. I’m off work for the next three weeks, so we are going up to Boston to spend it with Jenna and Mark.”

Elli smiled, “That’s nice, y’all will have a great time.”

“We always do, the kids are so excited,” he said. Elli saw out the corner of her eye, the door open and the doctor she had cussed out walking out with Bryan towards them. Elli stood up confused, why did Bryan get to see Shea before her!

“Is he okay?” Grace asked as Elli glared at the doctor, Bryan cut her a look and she stopped but she wanted it known that she was very angry.

“First let me introduce myself since I couldn’t get two words out before getting yelled at last time,” the doctor said. Everyone cut Elli a look, while she turned deep read.

Asshole.

“My name is George Hansen; I am the chief orthopedic surgeon here at Vanderbilt. Mr. Adler is going to be okay, it’s a grade two acromioclavicular joint injury, and luckily he won’t need surgery”

“In English please,” Grace cooed with a dazzling smile. Doctor Hansen smiled back while James glared over at Grace. Elli would say that Doctor Hansen was hot, if he wasn’t such an *.

“His right arm is separated from the joint,” Both Grace and Elli took in a sharp breath, before they listen to him explain the injury and watch as he drew little pictures, “his arm is completely unstable right now, and will be for a couple weeks.”

“How long will he be out?” Grace asked.

“Six weeks at most, the first two weeks I want him to rest, third week he’ll start intense PT since he is pretty darn eager to get back on the ice. I just got done taping him up pretty good, he won’t be moving that arm at all, so he might need help with getting dressed and taking a shower, it just depends on what he’ll let you do.”